"Brother just wants to live." The little guy was distraught and could only repeat this sentence.
Jiang Yuanxing was afraid that something might happen to the young prince, so he burst into tears and shouted to the palace servants, "Go and invite His Majesty down."
The palace maid hurriedly agreed and crawled to invite His Majesty.
It was late at night and the candlelight was dim, but because of the little prince's nightmare, the lights were brightly lit.
"Your Majesty, this servant wants to see you."
A palace maid with disheveled hair was knocking on the door of Xuanzheng Hall. No one knew where Wu Zhonghe had gone.
The huge Xuan Zheng Hall is extremely quiet.
There seemed to be no one there.
The palace gates were tightly closed, and there was a deathly silence.
The palace maid kept knocking on the palace door until it creaked open and a young boy in a Taoist robe walked out.
"What are you arguing about? His Majesty is busy!"
The palace maid acted as if she had found a lifeline: "Your Highness is in a nightmare. Eunuch Jiang sent this servant to find His Majesty."
She was extremely flustered and only kept repeating these few words.
The boy is proud and arrogant, and his master has recently become a favorite of the emperor.
His Majesty summons me from time to time, but now everyone else has been sent away from this huge Xuanzheng Hall.
It became the world of the master and the disciple.
What is His Highness or not? Can it surpass His Majesty's path to immortality?
Longevity is in sight, Your Majesty can have as many children as you want.
Still care about a son?
The reason I care so much now is only because I have an only son, and he often has nightmares.
What does once or twice matter?
It's just too pampered.
If Your Majesty doesn't care, he will help Your Majesty take care of it.
As for the punishment, haha, His Majesty still relies on these two masters and apprentices to refine the elixir that can prolong life and achieve immortality!
But the maid turned a deaf ear and continued to shout, "Your Majesty, I beg to see you. The prince is having a nightmare and is crying non-stop."
His words fell on deaf ears, which made the boy angry: "If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the penalty wine."
Just as he was about to kick the man away, he saw His Majesty walking hurriedly, with an expression of anxiety that could not be concealed on his face.
He couldn't help but be shocked. Now was the critical moment of refining the elixir. Didn't His Majesty even want immortality?
How can a son be so important?
"Your Majesty, the golden elixir..." Chi Yangzi was chasing after him. Emperor Mingxi slowed down his pace and the young man's face lit up with joy.
But I heard a whisper as if it came from hell: "Skin and straw."
who?
The young boy looked around, but the next moment he was pressed to the ground and couldn't move.
I?
Your Majesty is going to skin me alive?
"Your Majesty—" A powerful hand knife came towards him, as if it was intended to kill him.
Chi Yangzi stood aside, watching this scene, not daring to say a word.
In just a moment, a cold wind blew, and Jiang Yuanxing looked back and saw His Majesty.
There was a hint of frost in his bun.
The winter air was damp and cold, and His Majesty was walking very fast.
"I want to live. Brother wants to live." The little fat boy opened his eyes and stared blankly at a dot.
He took off his coat, strode forward, and took his son in his arms: "Yu'er, Yu'er."
He called out again and again, feeling very worried.
Jiang Yuanxing's arms were sore, but his eyes were fixed on the little prince.
Don't care about many things.
His lifeless eyes gradually regained focus. The little fat boy grabbed the emperor's collar and burst into tears: "Father, what's wrong with wanting to live?"
The emperor's eyes reddened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "That's right."
The little guy kept repeating this sentence.
Until I was tired of crying and my voice became hoarse.
Then I gradually fell asleep.
In the space of consciousness, 1002 burst into tears.
The main system isn't much better.
Although the boy's face was always shrouded in mist, how could such an advanced life form skilled in calculations fail to recognize the fat little boy who depended on him day and night?
That was clearly their beloved little boy whom they loved like a treasure.
The world kissed him with pain, but he responded with song.
Everyone dislikes him, the world hates him, but he still manages to raise himself well through all the ups and downs.
He was clearly trying so hard, but the world didn't see it at all.
But a small stone made all his efforts come to nothing.
How can a person be so unfortunate?
How can a person be so pure and good?
The core of the main system is heating up, and even if you are prepared, you will still feel regretful.
"He is a man envied by heaven. A sudden and long death is his fate. The three thousand worlds despise him, and the human world hates him."
"Why?"
"It's destined. Even I only know a little bit."
"Tong's arrival is not unexpected." 1002 said firmly.
The main system looked at the big cat in the boy's arms.
What kind of hatred caused him to be exposed in the wilderness and hated by people for generations to come?
Fortunately, there are fifty avenues and forty-nine heavenly variations. If one of them is escaping, there is still a glimmer of hope.
But this glimmer of hope is the glimmer that they have been pursuing for thousands of years and have only barely grasped.
The sun rises and the mist and dew remain, and the green pines are as if bathed in ointment.
The little fat boy woke up very early. When he opened his eyes, his eye sockets were still red and swollen.
The emperor sat by his bed all night.
Seeing him wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief and touched the little fat boy's belly: "Serve the food."
The little fat boy pouted: "Fish."
The voice was extremely hoarse and nothing could be heard clearly.
The little fat boy wanted to say, Dad, I can help you.
I dreamed of college student Yuer.
Father, Yuer understands a lot now.
But the little guy just called out and didn't say anything else, his intuition told him.
Don’t tell your father anymore, he’s working very hard.
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